Fell so in love with a bitch
Then I fell so f*ckin' deep in my bag
Know that we came a long way to get rich
Flexin' the things that we ain't ever had oh
Never gon love her again
Moving it forward get left in the past
Baby I can't even try and pretend
Told you that one night was gon be the last
Them times is over
But I'm glad me and bro got closer
Seen kaSe rollin' up that dodja
Can't take my shit I own it
Keep cool lil bitch we grown
These fabrics is imported
And I don't like speaking on the phone
But they know when I talk it's important
Gotta inform em
When it get rough I just roll me anotha one
Better know I'm on go til the money come
Better know I won't stop cause it's not enough
All my brothas got hustle we run it up
How you saying you gang you can't f*ck with us
You gon learn they gon hate when you comin' up
Link her once now she talm bout she fell in love
Shit I might let her slide but won't ever cuff it
Gettin' it down oh she movin' them hips know I love me a dancer
Hate when she question every lil thing girl I ain't got the answer
Love me all kinds of women I can't fall in love w no cancer
Oh lemme remind you baby you f*ckin' with a romancer
Too cold in this bitch you act up you could get whammed up
Do a couple laps in this bitch oh I swear that bag gettin' ran up
Smokin' exotic shit I can't be f*ckin wit no bammer
She gettin' erotic wimme I love me a bitch with some glamour
Run me my shit
I handle it quick
Keep f*ckin' around u get blended like Vic
So don't get it twisted
Hit it one time and she callin' it quits
Can't handle the dick
Other one always be sending me flicks
All different panties she told me to pick one ah
Too many options get so hard to pick one oh oh
Brand new Mercedes I been tryna get one ah
Tryn roll me a spliff so pass me the rizla oh oh
Got all kinds of women I love me a thick one ahh
Fell so in love with a bitch
Then I fell so f*ckin' deep in my bag
Know that we came a long way to get rich
Flexin' the things that we ain't ever had oh
Never gon love her again
Moving it forward get left in the past
Baby I can't even try and pretend
Told you that one night was gon be the last
Them times is over
But I'm glad me and bro got closer
Seen kaSe rollin' up that dodja
Can't take my shit I own it
Keep cool lil bitch we grown
These fabrics is imported
And I don't like speaking on the phone
But they know when I talk it's important
Gotta inform em